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In wealth I abound; in water I stand; as a fencer I'm valued all over the land; at Venice I'm famous; by farmers I'm prized; respected by law yet huntsmen despised; consternation and ruin ensue when I break; And the beasts of the forest advantage won't take.
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate, yet I have my own style of music. What am I?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, used to cover a stare, they go with you everywhere.
I am enjoyed by some, despised by others. Some take me for granted, some treasure me like a gift. I last forever, unless you break me first. What am I?
You walk into a room with a match strike the match and notice a candle a lamp an oil burner and a fireplace. Which do you light first?
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.